Staying Inside

Life under COVID-19 is starting to bite. Online, we share memes and videos all day long (and half the night too – I am turning into an insomniac). We are turning to nervous eating. Comfort food continually pops up on my Twitter timeline, whether it’s hominy porridge or just a series of snacks at odd intervals throughout the day. Something like:

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One of my current favorite videos is a group of young men on a split screen, each in their own abode, playing the disco classic “Staying Alive” with adjusted lyrics: “Staying Inside.”We have a lovely view of the bass player’s tapping, shoeless foot and his dog, enjoying a bone. The opening line is: “You can tell by the way I wash my hands…”

Staying Inside. I was inspired by one tweet of a lovely (but run-down) home in Kashmir – a beautiful place where life is uncertain and volatile, even without COVID-19. Here’s a photo gallery of a few more homes, where we now stay put, whether we like it or not (and for many of us, it is mandatory)… They are all my photos, and mostly taken in Jamaica.

Downtown Kingston, dusk.
Lonely farmhouse, Vermont.
Robin’s Bay, St. Mary.
A house in Alley, Clarendon, with the Old Goal in the foreground (a colonial prison cell).
A gated community in Vale Royal, St. Andrew.
African Gardens, August Town, St. Andrew.
Highgate, St. Mary.
Port Royal, with a birdwatcher in the foreground.
West Barnet, Vermont.
A pretty yard in Portland.
Rural home in Sri Lanka, with garden. Next to the most heavenly lake!
Last but not least – a home for a bird, in the Blue Mountains.




4 thoughts on “Staying Inside

  1. I think a lot of us can relate to that meal plan… or lack thereof… if only in our fantasies… boredom and anxiety = hunger. And most of us are both bored and anxious. Please stay safe!

    I will continue to pray for all those who are wanting for meals because suddenly, there’s no work, no pay and nothing on the table.

    Thanks for keeping us all informed.


    1. Thank you! I am not really bored, to be honest. It’s a strange kind of mood that goes up and down. I think it’s varying levels of anxiety. I agree with you, though…We should be more concerned about those who are in need of meals. We have been doing something about that, too, quietly. Thank you so much for your comments and for following.


    1. Indeed. That’s a different matter. Although we are living in a bubble (it feels that way anyway) we are trying to help some struggling ones, especially those near to us, where possible.

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